Thursday, March 17, 2011

Tamil Invitation Kavithaigal




today are passing through to make my auguti Italy and the Italians.

But to say that Sunday, March 20,

I start with the markets, and more specifically I

to Seregno in Piazza Concordia

patron saint's day and Father's day.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Breastfeeding Your Man Doyou Like It?

New Creations ..... NEW

Hello,
finally back to update the blog after a lot 'of time spent thinking about new creations and to arrange for the season of the markets that in a little' back to do.
I show you some creations, the pins of felt and felt.


A beautiful brooch in black and purple (nice to stick to the hat )....


.... a nice man and cute ....

... and finally, a tree decorated with Swarovski.

I know that readers are a bit 'winter, but I also like very much attached to their jackets in a little' spring wear. Soon you
mostrarĂ² other new creations.
Hello hello



Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Lifespan Of Lewy Body Dimentia




A silence already
easier to bear
a stupid harmony
of sentences by the book.

a moment to spend
hands through his hair as
no time to think
no time to go back and rest or do
road which is not far
and a clap
you ready to find the depth
..

.. Two eyes still lit
that bring you luck
is too early to start
too early to return to close your eyes and touch
my hands so far.

We are spectators in the mirror of a world

walking plan

A silence already
easier to bear but I'm afraid that your
the sincere words.

a moment to spend
like being next
in a clap
you ready to find the depth

.. two eyes still lit
that bring you luck
is too early to start
too soon to return
to close your eyes and touch
my hands so far.

We are spectators in the mirror of a world

walking plan.




Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Linda Goodmans Horoscope 2010






found himself walking without guidance
wait for something to happen
to have an argument

and then disappear.


Collision minute after
unknown
note these months
as if they were minutes.


As you see me?
What's wrong?

There are no more and there are no more to

if I have to prove to be like someone.

if I have to prove that they are different from me.


E compared with those who do not even care to remain then screwed
who says nothing.


Not so sincere.
not what I want.

There are no more and there are no more to
if I have to prove that
if I have to prove that they are different from me
in a way that is' opposite of me.


if I have to prove to be like someone.

If I have to say or do, my dreams fade
if I can no longer suffer

you know what? or do my dreams fade
if I can not sleep

If I have to say or do, my dreams fade
if I can no longer suffer.



If I have to say or do,
say or do ...
Some people prefer the sea.




Sunday, March 6, 2011

Baby Has Rosy Dry Cheeks Fifths






It was early morning, and call me at the window
say "angs you want to kill."
I ask "Who?" They do "What?".
I mean I take everything, and as St. Joseph
I'm rolling down the stairs, looking for another Egypt.


The overall calm, the road was deserted
I say, 'Thank God, everything is a joke'
raise his eyes to heaven and I see a roof over my mother kneeling
balanced on a stack
the road is now full of people.
My mother is nearby.


A man just around the corner, dressed as a poet
sells sepia toned photographs, memories of the earth
before the fall and instead of
place where the stamp goes , there is a hole for hanging, "Where?" I say
"Around the neck" and now the street
people like a river, the third check my ward;
"There is no reason to be nervous"
you say waving their truncheons,
and I say "can not be true" and they say "It's not true at all."


Far further than the eye of the sunset
I wonder why there are children
and the officer following me hooked for a long time
shows me something with his finger
to watch the big ice cream with raspberry who smoke lens
children, the children are all flying


A childhood friend, after this poem
told me that "It's beautiful, a nightmare could
but tell me, dreams are often the things you wrote or did you
invented only to shock,"

love love
navigate via

I still svegliarm the



Saturday, March 5, 2011

How To Recover From Marijuana Use






You see how you ...
need to do and undo.


Continuously and badly and with love,
beat and upbeat.

Tonight I look at this road
and I do not know where I have to go.

You see, we are like dogs.
without glue.

You see how you ...
is to take and leave.


vain and cruel and out of love,
beat and upbeat.

But do not see it as time goes on?
How do we change?

And we're like dogs.
without a master.


So you know it perfectly,
as you have to behave.
We have had enough time to learn.

And then you know
that does not mean anything to forget.


And you know
that I know and
I know I do not know what to sing.


You see how you ...
how to do it.
precisely and only,
beat and upbeat.



I see this falling star
and I do not know what to wish for.

You see,
us like dogs.


the seafront.


Piercing What Does It Mean





Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt.

Adelante! Adelante!
There's a man at the wheel,
has two eyes that looks like a devil!

Adelante! Adelante!
is coming, and distant,
the end of this table.

Di this damn plain
of this land without measure,
that already confuses night and day,
and departure with the return,
and richness to the sound,
and the right to please ,

with the criminal and the innocent, and the right
with the carnival.


Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt.

from Turin to Palermo,
from heaven to hell,
Olimpico al Quirinale.

from Turin to Palermo,
from the future to modern, from factories to
lights.


In this land without rivers,
in this land with many fumes

Among these people without heart,
and the money that they have no odor,

and these roads without law, and these stalls
no longer flock

without fathers to remember
and without children to be respected.


Skip the main road running along a road load
of salt.

Adelante! Adelante!
There's a man at the wheel,
there's a shadow on the plain.

Adelante! Adelante!
Destiny is distant,
at the end of the adventure.

What is hidden in a cloud of dust,
horizon of a shower,
and petrol fumes,
becomes music in the morning,

and wonders of South America, and relish without
bread,
rainbow under the stairs, and
time in paradise.



Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt ...







Thursday, March 3, 2011

Formicaandchrometablesandchairs






and me without talk


'm here with you
increasingly alone

feel throughout the growing estrangement of two
put them in an ugly brown dining

I do not mean no, sorry excuse

When you speak and to judge
and my disgrace reproach

because I already know the platitudes that you love me I lock myself in my
increasingly

I'm the one who had the Mocambo, a small bar
always been ignorant but I am a handsome man and then ...

I also treat
are always elegant

and you who have studied
despise my world and me too

and look at me now with the cold irony
while I'm teaching and I try via a
and increasingly bitter six

...

Today she offered me a coffee
was better than that made by me

smiled and then I saw that I was a little low


and closed itself
increasingly .





Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Herpes Disapear When You Are Get Older





When you believe
that everything is like rain
taking away

away thoughts of errors and then
until darkness that lives within us

you arrive with me
to feel stronger

because every tear
reborn as rain runs off

perhaps feel only here
the wake of the storm
that lives inside a rainbow

here are nearby
but do not think that I do not ever laugh

with me you get to feel stronger
like rain that runs off away from here to

us that we can change color

remains to me near
laugh
plan leaves all
and leave from here

get to feel stronger
because every tear reborn

like rain that runs off


like rain that runs off








Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Tay Du Ky Watch Online






I returned from a rainy Thursday On the way
I thought I heard you talking softly

I turned on the lights
Television and radio

Yet I can not escape from your ghost


What happened to everything?
Amazing, some would say
Where is the life I know? She's gone

But I will not cry for what it was yesterday

There's a world of mediocre
that somehow I have to find

And while I try to find a way
Towards an ordinary world I will learn to survive


Passion or coincidence

once told you to say
"Pride will tear us both"

Well, now the pride
is out of the window
ran off rooftops
me left in the vacuum of my heart


What's happening to me?
Amazing, some would say

Where is my friend when I needed you most? He's gone


But I will not cry for what it was yesterday
There is a mediocre world

And while I'm trying to find my way I will learn to survive


The newspapers on the curb
speak of suffering and greed

We have one day, then tomorrow we have not more

Qu, behind the news of holy war and religious needs
Ours is just a small conversation afflicted


And I do not cry for what it was yesterday

learn to survive




All are my world

will learn to survive